Naruto: Traveling Through Time Starting with Seizing the Dragon Vein

But Guang seemed to feel no pain, just staring blankly at the dark, rainy night outside the tent, his large eyes empty.

"Damn it, can't this awful weather from the Warring States period just stop for a couple of days? I can't even find a dry mat."

Accompanied by a very unpleasant grumbling, the tent flap was roughly pulled open.

Uchiha Yue walked in, carrying a dusty medical kit and grumbling.

As he shook the rain off his cloak, he skillfully pulled out a pile of slightly drier firewood from the corner, and with a wisp of fire-attribute chakra from his fingertips, he deftly started a fire.

The warm firelight instantly dispelled the chill inside the tent.

Guang turned his head blankly, looking at this "kind" who was always chattering and making a ruckus, his eyes still blank.

Half a month later, she still couldn't get used to Uchiha Tsuki's behavior.

In her mind, weapons only need to stay quietly in a corner and wait for the next order after a mission is over.

But ever since this person named Uchiha Yue arrived, her world has been filled with a new kind of noise called "noisy".

I hate it.

But compared to the other Uchiha clan members, he doesn't seem annoying.

It was a contradiction; the taciturn Uchiha Hikaru didn't know how to describe this conflicting feeling.

Yue patted the dust off her hands, turned to look at Guang, and her gaze immediately locked onto her still bleeding arm.

"Are you stupid?"

Yue strode over and plopped down on the wooden crate opposite her with annoyance. "The blood is practically flowing like a river, and you're just going to sit here and let it dry like this?"

"This is just a superficial injury."

The light's voice remained flat, "It will scab over automatically within three days, without affecting the seal-forming speed. I am a weapon, and weapons don't need..."

"Weapons my foot!"

Before Guang could finish speaking, Yue unceremoniously reached out and lightly tapped her forehead with a chop.

"Snapped."

The sound wasn't loud, but Guang was instantly frozen in place, as if he had been struck by a spell.

She stared blankly at the young man before her, her empty eyes widening slightly as she looked at him with a bewildered expression.

Why did he do this?

Chapter 17 Bonds

Throughout her life, all the higher-ups had ever done for her were cold orders, beatings, and the exploitation of her power. No one had ever hit her with such an action that was almost like "an elder scolding a disobedient child."

As far as I can remember, it seems that only my parents, who passed away early, had this experience.

Even with shuriken, you still need to wipe off the blood and apply some oil to prevent rust after you're done using them.

Ignoring Guang's dazed and confused reaction, Yue grabbed her injured arm.

A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, suffering such serious injuries, didn't utter a sound.

As someone who still has some conscience, Yue naturally wouldn't turn a blind eye to this.

With a "ripping" sound, Yue tore open a clean roll of bandage and wiped the dirt and sand off the edges of the wound with medical alcohol.

The stinging pain from the alcohol irritating her wound caused Guang's body to tremble slightly instinctively, but she bit her lip tightly and didn't utter a sound, only staring at Yue with her stubborn eyes.

"If it hurts, just yell it out. No one will laugh at you."

While applying ointment to her wound with a cotton swab, Yue chattered on like a worried old mother.

“Look at you, you’re as skinny as a bean sprout. If you keep losing this much blood, you won’t even be able to stand up on the battlefield tomorrow. Then I, a cripple with only one eye, will have to carry you on my back. I don’t want to die of exhaustion on the territory of the Senju clan.”

Hearing Yue's uncompromising scolding, a crack finally appeared on Guang's perpetually expressionless face.

"You... are very noisy."

After holding it in for ages, I managed to squeeze out just a few words.

"You think I'm noisy? You'll have to listen to me even if you think I'm noisy."

"I love the look on your face when you're defiant but holding back."

Yue rolled her eyes dismissively and deftly tied a very pretty bow on her wound with a bandage.

"From now on, if you get injured, even if it's just a scratch from a kunai, you must bandage it immediately. I can't stand seeing anyone get hurt in front of me, do you understand?"

Guang stared blankly at the somewhat comical bow on his arm, then looked at Yue's face, which appeared exceptionally serious in the firelight.

Her brain was somewhat unable to process this completely advanced information.

"why?"

Guang asked softly, his tone revealing an almost bewildered naiveté, "We... are just tools. Wasting medical supplies like this is not in the family's interest."

The bandaging motion paused slightly.

Looking at the little girl in front of him, who clearly possessed the power to destroy the world but had been tormented to the point of losing even the instinct to "cherish herself," he couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in the softest part of his heart.

Although he already knew that this world was a mess, he was still quite indignant in the face of this scene.

"Why so many questions? Just listen to me."

He moved closer, his remaining right eye fixed on Guang's empty eyes, and then gave Guang a chop to the neck.

"Listen up, little girl, I don't know anything about weapons, but as long as you can still breathe and bleed, you are a living person!"

"Since those old fogies entrusted you to me as a teammate, as the older adult, I have an obligation to protect you. From now on, I won't let you break down. You have to live a complete life. If you dare to lose an arm or a leg, I'll not only scold you, but I'll also knock you on the head. Understand?"

Just staring blankly at the moon so close to me, I felt that this person was really noisy.

But it seemed as if a crack had been opened in her heart, which had been frozen for millennia.

“A living, breathing…person…”

……

This rare warmth was utterly shattered by the extreme darkness of the Uchiha leadership the following morning.

"Moon, light. The Grand Elder summons you to the 'Fountain of Return to Light' to receive your blessing."

A masked Uchiha ninja lifted the tent flap and gave the order.

As Yue and Guang walked side by side into the heavily guarded underground cavern at the deepest part of the camp, a strong, nauseating stench of blood and a sense of desperate resentment instantly assaulted their senses.

Guang, who was walking ahead, seemed to have long been accustomed to the atmosphere here, and her small face returned to its deathly stillness.

As soon as Yue saw the scene before her, her pupils suddenly contracted.

This is hardly a "spring"!

In the center of the dark cave, a huge and extremely evil blood-red array is carved.

At each of the dozen or so nodes of the formation stood a cold stone pillar.

Each stone pillar was tightly bound to a living Uchiha clansman!

Among them were wounded soldiers missing an arm, a frail boy who had just awakened his single tomoe, and even members of the lower-class tribes who tried to escape out of fear.

At this moment, their mouths were brutally sealed shut with a secret technique, preventing them from making any sound.

Their eyelids were forcibly pried open with wire, forcing their Sharingan eyes to remain activated.

As the formation was activated, strands of dark red chakra mixed with eye power were forcibly extracted from their eye sockets, just as if they were being pumped out by a water pump, and converged on a black stone platform in the center of the cave!

This... is the secret technique he has been longing for to replenish his eye power.

Hahaha!

He thought he had seen enough of the darkness in the ninja world, but he never expected there would be someone who could push the boundaries.

Unexpectedly, the era of the ninja village that he thought was so dark actually belonged to civilization.

The Grand Elder stood beside the stone platform, looking at Yue's "shocked" expression, and sneered smugly.

"Remember this, this is the foundation that allowed the Uchiha clan to dominate the Warring States period! Those weak and crippled, rather than dying like cannon fodder on the battlefield, should become 'spring water,' nourishing you tools! Go! Stand on the stone platform and accept the power bestowed upon you by the clan! Only with this power can you take revenge on the Senju clan!"

Yue suddenly lowered her head, clenching her teeth tightly, forcibly suppressing the murderous intent and disgust in her eyes.

He was certainly not a person with any moral fastidiousness; although this power was disgusting, he would not refuse it.

When he looked up again, his face was filled with madness.

"As long as I can get revenge... even if it means eating the flesh and drinking the blood of my own kind, I will not hesitate! Thank you for your kindness, Elder!"

Yue laughed loudly, pretending to be a complete madman, and strode onto the stone platform.

Guang followed behind him, his eyes still empty and devoid of any emotion.

She was like a precise machine, skillfully standing in her rightful place.

"Om-!"

As the Grand Elder formed a hand seal, the formation erupted with a blinding red light.

Those low-ranking Uchiha clan members bound to the stone pillars convulsed violently, and a large amount of dark red pupil power surged wildly into Yueheguang's body along the patterns on the ground.

"Well!"

The moment Yue came into contact with that chakra, she felt an extremely cold, resentful, and desperate emotion rushing through her meridians to her mind.

But he quickly calmed down because he noticed that the pupils in his left and right eyes were rapidly replenishing.

Half an hour later, the light from the formation dimmed.

The dozen or so clansmen on the stone pillar had been completely transformed into mummified corpses with sunken eye sockets.

Chapter 18 Old Woman

After returning to the tool tent from that suffocating underground chamber, Guang seemed to have all his strength drained away, and he slumped limply onto the wooden box.

Her face was as pale as paper, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, and her body was trembling slightly.

Even if she is the holder of the Kaleidoscope, it is still an extremely cruel torture for a little girl to forcibly bear the resentment and eye power of more than a dozen people.

Just as she closed her eyes, preparing to silently endure this mentally agonizing pain as usual, a familiar, irritating "noise" rang in her ears again.